(Yawn) It's not really late here, don't be fooled. It's barely even 10 o'clock. M and I just got back from spending an all around fun time with our family. (Yeah Right) Fun my ass. M got loaded and slowly began to grow angry at everyone. While I just walked around lit and acting like a stranger. (Things change) "Pushin for the rest of my life...I know it's gonna work, because I'm pushin it right." (Name this tune?) Anyways. My family is, well, well...dysfunctional. No, wait. Dysfunctional is too simple for what my family is. Example 1: Babies are left inside, alone, while everyone is outside getting hammered. Example 2: Babies aren't fed. So they look strangers for food. Example 3: No one seemed to be concerned about anything other than drinking. Given, it was a party. But I figure if there are little babies present, it might be nice if the people who are drinking stay as far away as possible. (Maybe?) This whole situation upset M. She was drunk as hell, but I digress. Some of the things she said made some sense. So I'm done with that. This is a boring, sucky entry. Kind of like all my others. (Hmm.) I love prank calls. I'm getting to comfortable making them. I need to stop. (Backing away from the phone) All right well, I think this is as good as this damn things gonna get, so I'm ending it with a nice big wet juicy..peace. "I'd name her rock n' roll." D.F.N.